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I'd give him a snack if he was desperate enough to come to my door. Wouldn't let him inside but might come out to chat with him. Just to be sure they are well enough to carry on. Like, I didn't have to call for medical assistance or something.
It's easy to say no when you've never been in that situation. I mean I've never been so out of it I'd beg a stranger to groom me but I have been completely on my own with nothing and no one.
Any homeless person with good intent would know that cold knocking someone and asking to come inside is a bridge too far. So if they were trying that shit they would most likely be competely toasted or having a serious mental episode. Even more likely they are trying to steal your shit.
I have had a homeless man come up to the door in an icestorm with no shirt on. The guy was soaked in alcohol and I did not feel safe. I did throw him a sweater, coat, and gloves because he could freeze but I was fucking terrified.
In my case, the 'stranger' wasn't exactly a stranger anymore. Even though I had my own place to live with my family, I'd get tired of the home drama and I'd go ride my bicycle out to wherever my feet decided to pedal that night.
There were two particular homeless fellas that I'd sometimes stop and shoot the shit with for a couple hours or so. Sometimes they'd even buy me a beer, just to have a friend to talk to.
I never forgot their generosity. Never. I helped the older fella with a beard trim, some pizza, and a beer in return.
The younger fella had been an album producer in the past, so I found him a fancy green suit about his size. Dunno if he kept it, but last I heard he actually got him a place in the next city over.
Thank you on their behalf for at least trying to help keep them warm during hard freezing times.